The Price Of Hubris Is Paid In Tears Every child who lived near the Smoking Rocks knew that you should NEVER tease a salamander. So naturally doing so was a regular dare. Usually not much comes of this mischief - if you’re lucky…
In The Jaws Of Hate, For Love Dawn touches the horizon as we gather. We’re all dressed for a riot - masks, helmets, warding amulets - yet the silence echoes. It will remain until the guard arrives to stamp it out.